tackling somebody presently. You're in twig
to-night, I see.'

'Take care,' said Mr Willet, not at all grateful for the compliment,
'that I don't tackle you, sir, which I shall certainly endeavour to do,
if you interrupt me when I'm making observations.--That chap, I was
a saying, though he has all his faculties about him, somewheres or
another, bottled up and corked down, has no more imagination than
Barnaby has. And why hasn't he?'

The three friends shook their heads at each other; saying by that
action, without the trouble of opening their lips, 'Do you observe what
a philosophical mind our friend has?'

'Why hasn't he?' said John, gently striking the table with his open
hand. 'Because they was never drawed out of him when he was a boy.
That's why. What would any of us have been, if our fathers hadn't drawed
our faculties out of us? What would my boy Joe have been, if I hadn't
drawed his faculties out of him?--Do you mind what I'm a saying of,
gentlemen?'

'Ah! we mind you,' cried Parkes. 'Go on improving of us, Johnny.'

'Consequently, then,' said Mr Willet, 'that chap, whose mother was
hung when he was a little boy, along with six others, for passing bad
notes--and it's a blessed thing to think how many people are hung in
batches every six weeks for that, and such like offences, as showing how
wide awake our government is--that chap that was then turned loose, and
had to mind cows, and frighten birds away, and what not, for a few pence
to live on, and so got on by degrees to mind horses, and to sleep in
course of time in lofts and litter, instead of under haystacks and
hedges, till at last he come to be hostler at the Maypole for his board
and lodging and a annual trifle--that chap that can't read nor write,
and has never had much to do with anything but animals, and has never
lived in any way but like the animals he has lived among, IS a animal.
And,' said Mr Willet, arriving at his logical conclusion, 'is to be
treated accordingly.'

'Willet,' said Solomon Daisy, who had exhibited some impatience at the
intrusion of so unworthy a subject on their more interesting theme,
'when Mr Chester come this morning, did he order the large room?'

'He signified, sir,' said John, 'that he wanted a large apartment. Yes.
Certainly.'

'Why then, I'll tell you what,' said Solomon, speaking softly and with
an earnest look. 'He and Mr Haredale are going to fight a duel in it.'

Everybody looked at Mr Willet, after this